Today started Pumpkin's last week of preschool. You faithful readers know how hard it was when I dropped her off for her first day of daycare at 8-weeks old. She's been in "school" since that time, but for some reason "Kindergarten" was a hard step for mama. When I look at her, I scarcely see a baby. She asks questions that I cannot answer and has conversations that tell me, like the song she sang at PK graduation, she "will learn much more than I'll ever know." Sometimes she is so grown up I almost forget she's a little girl, at least for a little while longer. Then there's Bug. Suddenly she wears panties and sleeps in a big girl bed. She holds entire conversations and loves to play school. She idolizes her "sissy my best fwind." Her laugh is infectious, from the deepest, happiest place in her soul and she loves to laugh and make others laugh. They are growing so fast I sometimes wish I could make time stand st...